Episode 237
“You Killed a Giant?”
Callius wondered if her words had any other aning.
But maybe it ans what it says.
“Seeing that you asked about the giant, you must have t Gerter Redbeard.”
“okay. He told to tell you this.”
Gerter is still watching.
What that ans, Colliers still doesn’t know. I simply assud that there might be so connection between Gerter and Fatalite.
“It’s just a minor relationship. May I ask you sothing?”
“Tell .”
“What kind of armor is God?”
“house.”
“Straw? So, are you wearing sandals?”
“…It’s a collection of swords. containing everything.”
Callius convinced him by showing his scabbard, Detri.
“okay. understand. Is that the god’s beginning weapon?”
“It’s a start, but it’s not completely mine.”
It is made up of Detri’s soul and body. It is a sword that contains only a small amount of my strength.
It’s not completely mine.
Like the holy sword of Balterus.
Like the holy spear of Lactus. It is a little different from the swords and spears they made.
Perhaps, later on, Colius will also make his own scabbard.
like any other god.
“okay. Even though it was a difficult question to answer, you answered it, so I will try to answer it.”
Pushing her blonde hair behind her ear, Fatalite rose from the flower garden.
And then, the general-level gray knight who opened the stone gate and guarded it.
I looked at the troll.
“I am a sinner who has committed a great sin.”
“What cri have you committed?”
“When I was living. I was free of many things. A lot of people called a knight of misfortune who was born in the wrong era.”
Don’t follow that word.
Fatalite was a genius. He had excellent sword skills and there was nothing he couldn’t do.
A genius among geniuses who realizes one thing, not ten, but hundred.
Her genius was so great that I wondered if she was a child from God.
God of Balterus also.
As if to show off direct affection for her, trusts were handed down several tis.
“I wanted many people to recognize forever, like Saint Stella. I wanted to build an achievent that will remain on the continent and a mythical feat that no one has ever done. So I cut many things on my pilgrimage.”
If you et a strong man, fight the strong man and win.
When he t the wicked, he killed the wicked.
But even that wasn’t enough.
“Like a moth to a fire, when it heard there was corruption, it set off to destroy it, and when it said there was a dragon, it set off to find the dragon.”
She was obsessed with longing.
She was twenty at the ti.
At the age of only 20, he possessed stronger power than anyone else, so wouldn’t anyone have done that?
Everyone who is born as a human wants to be recognized and wants to build a feat that will be engraved forever.
It’s not the difference between being able to do it or not, but the difference between trying and not doing it, but Fatalite was different.
Nothing was impossible for her.
Fatalite is the woman who has never been defeated since the mont she grabbed the sword.
He took a completely different course from Stella, who considered himself an underdog.
so that.
“I finally found it. Over the mountains and across the sea.”
She t a giant.
Corruption and dragons are beings that transcend one dinsion.
Faced with a man who was naturally in awe of his enormous size and power, Fatalite rather aroused a sense of triumph.
I fought the giant I t.
She waged a fierce battle and maintained a fierce battle for three days and nights. With the enlightennt she gained along the way, she mastered a new swordsmanship and defeated the giant.
“But why is that a sin?”
Hearing Fatalite’s story, Callius was puzzled.
Although he accomplished such a great feat, it was not passed down to posterity. It was also curious, but he couldn’t understand Fatalite, who called himself a sinner.
“The words the unknown giant said before he died made look back.”
The giant said before dying.
-You are satisfied. Good luck then
That word awakened Fatalite, who was intoxicated with the joy of victory.
It was also the words that hot blood ran through her body and her body, which was full of joy, cooled down in an instant.
Hearing this far, even the curious Colleas couldn’t help but notice.
“He didn’t want to fight.”
“yes. I was forced to fight. At the ti, I didn’t know what was wrong with that. I was young. He was a strong child. So he was a foolish man who wielded his power under the conviction of a great cause.”
after the giant’s death.
Fatalite stopped eating and burying the giant.
Didn’t even make him a sword.
It was because he thought it was not polite to the giant who had awakened him through death.
“After that, I walked back the way I ca and fell into contemplation.”
Are all the slaughter that he has done for granted are justified?
I thought about whether there was any justification for the slaughter, and I deeply realized that I had committed a sin.
“I wandered like that for several years. I thought about how to repent of my sins, and after thinking about it, I ca here.”
“Is it because of the trolls?”
“yes. I t a giant, but I only t one. I didn’t know where the other giants were. So, to apologize to them, they sealed and made this place a holy place.”
That’s how it happened.
When I asked why Fatalite had beco a holy stone statue alone here, there was such a story.
She experienced firsthand that intoxication with power makes it difficult to distinguish oneself from another.
So he fell asleep here to repent of his sins even to the descendants of the giants.
“But I must have made a mistake. The idea was to naturally spread divinity and purify them, but that didn’t work. I can’t even sense the presence of a troll.”
“Um… a lot happened.”
Colliers explained simply.
So power has brainwashed the trolls and the army of the North has fought them and won, and most of them are in their hands.
“okay. Nothing is going the way I want. Straw shoes.”
“My na is Callius. And it’s not straw, it’s a house. A scabbard.”
“My new god. I am a sinful sinner. What are you trying to do by making your apostle?”
There was no mischief in her eyes as she asked reverently.
Callius couldn’t avoid Fatalite’s sad eyes.
“I am the one who will beco the god of the scabbard. I will put you and your sins in my scabbard.”
“Are you talking about my sins?”
“I will bear your sins too. I will pay for your sins So do not cry sadly.”
As he wiped away the tears from his blue eyes, Fatalite buried his head in his arms.
“Fatalite.”
“yes.”
“You are half a god, but I need you. Will you be my apostle?”
In his voice as he held in his arms.
Fatalite quietly closed her eyes.
“Gladly.”
* * *
Order of Balterus.
A woman with azure hair, who has been watching the worship service for those who pray for God, drives her horse out of the city gate.
Respected by everyone, she is the Saint of Swords.
Esther Sol Syliad.
After going outside the gate and riding her horse for a long ti, she waited for soone under a large zelkova tree.
Had it been an hour or so?
The figure of a man hung in the forest.
“Ah here…?”
Esther, who greeted him warmly, tilted her head.
“I made you wait.”
“Ah yes. But next to her is…”
A beautiful woman with long blonde hair in a half ponytail.
She looks pretty young and pretty too.
His gait is reverent and his smiling face is refreshing.
Besides, the energy that I felt implicitly belonged to the strong, and above all.
‘It feels similar to sothing.’
Should I say it slls similar?
“It is Fatalite. He is also my apostle who chose to be with .”
“Sado?”
a sado
Doesn’t it sound like he has beco a god?
“Just skip it. It’s complicated to explain.”
“Ah yes. Since there are more people I can entrust my back to, I am welco.”
“Mr. Carliers. Is that the sword saint she was talking about?”
“okay. He has known for a long ti as well.”
I’ve known you for a long ti.
Esther was both proud and subtly offended by Colius’ words.
“Then are you leaving?”
“okay. Let’s find the holy sword.”
To the ‘dangerous forest’ where the holy sword is.
“It will be quite a long way. The dangerous forest will have to cross the sea.”
East end of Carpe.
An island to the east that can only be accessed by crossing the sea.
Kaima.
Because the dangerous forest is there.
“How are you going?”
“Of course, I will ride a horse from here and go to the eastern port. With the help of the Gradas family, we plan to get a boat and reach Kaima.”
“That would take too long.”
“Yes, it is a journey that will take more than two months. If things go bad, it could take three months to a half a year.”
The east coast has a lot of current, so there are many ships that disappear without a word.
“Is there even a chance to get on a boat?”
Right.
Callius snaps his fingers.
-Thisera
dragons ca up from the ground and burned them all and flew up.
“ah…!”
“If you ride a dragon, the distance of three months will not take three days.”
“He is also my God. Are you calling a dragon? Even if its source is the power of corruption, it is truly amazing.”
“Whether you want to praise or be sarcastic, just do one thing.”
“Of course it is a complint. Thanks to that, the long schedule was shortened in an instant. no it is The sword saint.”
“Ah yes. Thank you. Colliers.”
“I want to be comfortable, so there is nothing to be thankful for. Finding the holy sword is what I also want.”
Colius and the others boarded the iron armored dragon and began to fly away at once.
Scenes passing by in an instant.
As Esther cautiously turned her head at the rare experience of flying in the sky, Callius opened her mouth.
“Esther.”
“yes.”
“What are you trying to do by finding the holy sword?”
“A month ago, God appeared to in a dream. He gave an oracle.”
“What did you say?”
“He told to find the holy sword and make his own apostle.”
make an apostle
Callius’ eyes narrowed.
“Are you making an apostle out of a holy sword?”
“yes. It is said that God’s apostles have already appeared in the empire. They call themselves Bishops. Did you hear?”
“heard.”
“Perhaps Balterus is also trying to bring in an apostle against their power. Reports of abnormalities occurring among Carpe’s corpses are rising one after another.”
Perhaps they too.
“It must be so kind of apostle to convey the will of God.”
“Yes, I was a little surprised to hear that Lord Fatalite is your disciple.”
“Sohow it happened.”
“Patalite. It’s a na I miss. If you are a sword practitioner, it is a na that you will hear at least once after Stella.”
“It’s the sa person.”
“…”
Fatalite lied with a calm face. Colliers didn’t bother to say anything about it.
“Yes, I guess. She is soone who disappeared hundreds of years ago. So people say that he probably died fighting sowhere…”
“Fatalite? I hope.”
“People say at the ti that Fatalite enjoyed fighting, so it’s not at all unreliable. Even so, no one knows the truth.”
Fatalite’s eyes grew cold as she saw Esther smiling and blowing in the wind.
‘The saints these days have no manners.’
‘hmm?’
A cool voice echoed in his head, and Callius swallowed dryly.
‘It wasn’t like that in my ti.’
‘Huh? Ah uh.’
Fatalite fiddling with the sword at her waist.
Even if he deeply reflected on himself, he let out a low sigh at the sight of wanting to teach his distant junior a lesson at any mont.
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